i'm not feeling well enough to go to work today... but i have a meeting with naser...

i told him i was quitting after this week and he just shook his head and said "no."

"no, no, you don't understand, i'm quitting!"
"no you're not, i need you"

harumph. so i go into negotiations today because part of me feels sorry for naser for digging his own grave and realizing 5 feet down what he'd done. i think i'm going to tell him that i want the next two weeks off to recouperate a little bit and relax with my family and i'll come back after the first... PROVIDED i come back to a raise and a shiny new title. if he doesn't reach my demands then it doesn't matter how much he "needs" me, i'm outtie. i don't like being someone's ass-puppet, and that is indeed what i am right now which blows.

it's really hot in this room. i think this is my punishment for freezing wyl all year with my arctic blood.

oh well, it's time for me to try to make it through a day of work. i really don't see that happening, but who knows. i just really don't feel healthy enough to go in. grah.

From: [identity profile] skwyrm.livejournal.com


yeah it is rather warm in here... i like it...

From: [identity profile] stylish-deviant.livejournal.com


i think that's a decent decision...
and then after the first of the year, we can job hunt together...
miss your face...

From: [identity profile] lucidrebellion.livejournal.com


Ask for a dancing GIR robot. one for the store. and lots of tuna. and guidy chipy things
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